"Li Zhiqing is really rich, and she's also beautiful."
“Sun Guihua, you’ve taken a fancy to him? Your son isn’t married yet, so why don’t you marry Li Zhiqing?”
"Ma Cuifen, what are you saying? Why don't you tell your son to marry her?"
“My son doesn’t want educated youth from the city.”
"Just because your son doesn't want it, does that mean my son will?"
"Your son idles away his days. Why not marry a young woman from the city who was sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution? Then he'll have money to spend!"
"Your son is the real scoundrel, always drinking or gambling. You should marry a female educated youth to keep him in check!"
Who are you calling a scoundrel?
"Say something about your son!"
"If you dare talk about my son, I'll beat you to death!"
The two gossipy women argued back and forth, and eventually started fighting.
Li Xiyue had long since gone far away and had no idea that the villagers had gotten into a fight over her buying a bicycle.
After parking the car in the yard, Li Xiyue put the vegetables in the kitchen, went back inside to tidy up, and locked the cabinet.
After finishing her work, Li Xiyue took out silver needles and disinfectant, and disinfected the silver needles one by one.
Just then, someone outside called out, "Is Sister Li Zhiqing here? My grandfather wants you to come over."
Li Xiyue put away the silver needles and went to the courtyard gate. Seeing a young boy she didn't recognize, she asked, "Who is your grandfather? What do you want with me?"
“My name is Xu Guoqing. My grandfather is the village's barefoot doctor. I don’t know why he called you. He just told me to come and get you. Come with me quickly, or he’ll beat me up again.” Xu Guoqing said, pulling Li Xiyue away.
Li Xiyue had heard from the villagers that the barefoot doctor was called Uncle Xu Liu.
Did Uncle Xu come to her to ask about the oxen?
Uncle Xu's house was very big, with six or seven rooms and a large courtyard surrounded by a fence. The courtyard was full of herbs drying in the sun, and you could smell all kinds of medicinal fragrances as soon as you entered.
Yes, it smells like medicine.
For ordinary people, the smell of medicinal herbs is unpleasant, but for those who study medicine, the smell of medicinal herbs is pleasant.
"Grandpa, the person has been brought." Xu Guoqing called out into the house and then went into a room.
Soon, an old man with white hair and beard came out of the main house, holding a bunch of herbs in his hand. When he saw the girl in the yard, he looked her up and down, nodded, and walked forward with a smile, saying, "Little girl, I heard you know acupuncture?"
Li Xiyue replied, "I learned a little bit from my grandfather over the past few years."
Hearing the cow mooing, she looked over and saw the cow she had rescued that morning lying in a haystack in the corner. She went over and asked, "How is the cow injured?"
Xu Guoqiang said the cow was fine, but he was still a little worried since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
“You and Xiangyang received timely treatment, so you're all out of danger,” Xu Laoliu said as he walked over.
When Lao Niu saw Li Xiyue, he seemed to struggle to get up.
"What's wrong with it?" Li Xiyue asked curiously, seeing its strong reaction.
"It recognized you as the one who saved it."
Li Xiyue was surprised. "Really?"
Xu Laoliu patted the cow, "Don't get up, let it recover first."
The ox indeed stopped moving.
"It understands human speech?" Li Xiyue asked in surprise.
Old Xu stroked his beard. "All things have feelings. This cow is often with people, so what's so strange about it understanding human speech?"
Li Xiyue thought about it and agreed.
She squatted down and stroked the cow's body, saying, "Take good care of your injury; everyone is waiting for you to plow the fields."
"If you say that, it probably doesn't want to get better," Uncle Xu said.
Li Xiyue asked, puzzled, "Why?"
"If everything's good, then there'll be endless work to do. Are you happy about that?"
Li Xiyue realized this belatedly and couldn't help but laugh.
Uncle Xu led her to a bench in the courtyard and sat her down. "Girl, this old man would like to see your acupuncture techniques. Is that alright?"
“Sure,” Li Xiyue said without refusing.
She took out her silver needle pouch, opened it, placed it on the stool, looked at Uncle Xu, and then took out the silver needles to insert into the acupoints on his head.
Uncle Xu was amazed to see that she was very fast, accurate in identifying acupoints, and mature in her actions, which was not typical of her age. He thought to himself that she was indeed a disciple of an old Chinese medicine doctor and was much better than him, a barefoot doctor who had only started practicing medicine halfway through his career.
To his even greater surprise, she noticed he had a headache and began treating him with acupuncture...
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